Here's what we did: we walked Diesel, because it's impossible to be worried and self-absorbed with a terrier on the other end of the leash. We made pizza, topped with homemade roasted red peppers. Transcendental. Pizza can improve any day. Patrick mowed. I mopped. And then we emptied a bottle of Pinot Noir.
And it turned out not to be such a very bad day after all.
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Oh dear, I hope the rest of your weekend is equally soothing!
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